Muse or Fuse
Take your pick
I do have to say that I’ve always been an extremely grateful ‘kid’
People have always looked out for me and done what they thought was in my best interests, unfortunately, as an artist - most things in your best interest are not really in your best interest long term. Especially for your name.
When people operate from their level of awareness to conjugate ideas of what is best for you, they end up wrapping you up in the very rope that you’ve prevented yourself from hanging from, instead of working directly with you. I’ve seen it a lot in my life.
Reputations are always at war, if anything, my DroolCRE Twitter has proved this. I’ve been blocked by Moses Kagan, A Poptart, Skyler Lettuce, etc etc
See here:
Truthfully, it sucks when people go against you. It forces you to play defensive and analyze the chess board. When people don’t realize they’re slaves to another persons business, you have to let out a sigh with a Drool.
Most people don’t play speed chess as well as me. It’s my favorite way to play.
The worst part is when people don’t realize that life is a chess board and they’re merely pawns to those who know how to coordinate the pieces. I kept a chess board dusty on our coffee table for this very reason - I was playing too much IRL Chess.
What people never realize is that the Artist can also be the Expert. He may seem to be a pawn when the whole time, he has been analyzing the movement of various behaviors. Now, the artist never wants to be the vindictive snake that destroys reputations plentiful - yet he can be. Why? Because he’ll always have his displays awaiting in the gallery and museums, even long after his mausoleum is erected.
The same reason people fall in love with you is the same reason they begin to spite you. That has been the life of Drool. Ever since I was in high school, people assumed things about me that were never true. Still, I had wealthy children at my house smoking weed after school - only to later cuss out their older brothers for not letting Drool get a condo for the low school price of free 99 in exchange for some labor and a good time.
I could go tag the foundation but we know there’s cameras so we refrain from the buffoonery. There is no need to tag someones face on the side of a window when you can destroy their place and ruin their reputation with a swift email/phone call to the commission of a state. This is why the artist refrains from Vindication. However, the artist also sees that the film that can be written would be a global hit and he might press the button to see it live on the canvas. Starring his favorite actress;
See, when you have a mind as complex as mine, you can decide what you want to do for your career/the rest of your life. If people try to destroy the future that you’ve decided on before they even entered the picture, then the only true revenge is to get richer. Does that mean I need to destroy the name of a man who’s daughters are still a fan? That would be plain evil - which is why it’s easier to conceptualize the reality of the decisions I may make once the leaves begin to fall, because I’m the patient person who knows when to leave and that knows how not to fall.
When we get backed into a corner, all we feel are claws. Our own start permeating from our knuckles and before we know it, we’re in a test tube with people left to marvel.
Yet I’ve always been a wolverine so that should surprise no one that I went faceless to have a dog lick my face when I decide I want to blow things. I’ve had people say I was threatening them and that taught me that they don’t know how much a dollar cost. If you feel threatened over subliminal remarks then it proves you gave the power to Drool. Not my fault…..
The 49th Law of Power
Punch the master in the throat if he’s a sick fuck 🤷♂️🤷♂️🤷♂️🤷♂️🤷♂️
I don’t know how else to put it, I’m about to spray paint that shit on a canvas and a lambo 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤 My art has always been free ammo and I love that shit.
I’ve always been one of the best listeners in the world, and unfortunately, that results in my active listening being subpar. I’m horrible at responses sometimes, yet I’d make an excellent journalist for that same reason. I listen so well that I know the exact thing to ask next to get even more of a story to tell. Yet, it harmed my relationship because we hit a brick wall of my need to be informed and the need to be asked. If that is how respect is earned then it’s hard for me to last. I need certain things in a marriage, very specific things and I can’t exactly put it all out of my mouth in one sitting, the simplest thing I need is trust that I always have my own awareness and if you feel something is going wrong with me personally, then point it out to me first. If my Serotonin is out of balance, well then you need to inform me because Serotonin is produced in the gut - which is why I started using Activated Charcoal immediately, to start cleaning my gut. Now I’m fasting all day every other day to figure out what is going on with my organs that I’ve been abusing for the last 36+ months.
I’m grateful I have a wHealth of books that point me to infinite life, and it’s why anonymity is required in these times. They fear the rebirth of Atlantis - How could they not? I have friends tell me they remember leaving me here because I wouldn’t go with them 🤷♂️ Why would I let gods creation fail over a few idiots under some spells?
I don’t speak of my awareness of my past lives because then they’d start pulling my teeth and my nails. They’ve tried to abuse me before and it never ended well for them. Ask Lil Wayne, he spells it out in Carter V “I Got Mind Control Over Mind Control”
Once you know what he means then it’s already too late. I broke apart a lot of negativity on this planet with my friends and we won’t tell you about any of it because we already went HAM in Laguna in 2020. I dropped my own positive implants in the Art of Inner Peace that they shut that location down:
I simply started throwing some RAves at my old place and it didn’t end well. I was having too much fun stomping on the throats of everything that was cursing our house. I simply had realized one profound evening that I had removed a sigil that was infiltrating us and immediately after, the place somehow flipped on me with that and well - now we know what not to do - Drool…..
So if I stay up all night, don’t blame me - blame the hounds 🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱
They called me the wolf on the basketball court last time I went, guess I’m the only one that still sprints 🤤🥇🙏🏽💹🤝
With Love,
Drool🚀